The weekend

Moved into the new place last weekend. I had help this time so that helped. I didn't pull my back and didn't sit crying on my apartment stairs and no neighbors had to take pity on me and load my heavy suitcases in the truck. I arranged so that I don't have a repeat of such an event.
By the time I moved out S.N. had gotten over the initial disappointment of my moving out of her condo. She was her true sweet Christian self. She even helped me get my stuff together and took the things I had separated for goodwill off my hands and made the trip herself. I was truly touched and felt good that I had moved out on such good terms.
The weekend went well as Guruji was visiting me :) He accompanied me to the gym and met with my trainer (yes yes I am trying to get in shape and eventually train for the marathon :))It was so weird. I had a flashback of all the times when my parents came to meet with my teachers. Of course those meetings never went as smoothly as this one did. Guruji started harassing my poor trainer with workout related inquiries which he politely answered. I am regularly annoyed by Guruji's obsession with his non-existent fat. He looks like a dried-up prune thanks to his daily regimen of 10-miles walk and a hike up mission peak (elevation of 2,517 feet). But he insists that he must reduce the fat..aaa right, the fat in your head :). Here I am trying to get my sorry ass to the gym day after day and trying to count every calorie I consume so I can reduce the serious fat on my body. And here comes the man who can pass for someone half his age harassing MY trainer. Back off mister!!! lol
Hey Guruji You know I love you and I am so proud of you for your military like discipline. I wish I had half your dedication. But for God sake go and have some Chimichangas and a dozen dunkin donuts and have mercy on those legs of yours.
Speaking of my trainer, I have a huge crush on him lol. Hey that helps with the motivation right?? lol. Well do you blame me. This is the man I see most regularly, he is super sweet and sincere and has blonde hairs and blue eyes. Did I mention he is really really sweet? Crush or no crush I am really focused on getting back in my groove and the trainer and my dried up friend both help me stay motivated and I am grateful to have them on my side :)
So I was talking about moving in the new place. As soon as I went home last night, I realised my room is smaller than I thought it was. The new place has no garage or storage. I think I was sleep walking when I picked this place. Nonetheless It is a nice apartment and I managed to fit everything in and make it presentable. I lay down to sleep last night and I realised the freeway is only a few yards away from my window. It sounded like I was sleeping next to the ocean. Oh well...I will get used to it. It is I-90 which is probably the least busy of all Seattle freeways and I don't go to sleep until midnight. So all in all no complaints. My roommate seems like a wonderful chilled out person, who is only home 4 days a week. So now I am at house number 23 :)
I will sign off now have to do some work...oh ya once in a while i work at work ;)